A wave of cries reached Bruno's ears. The battle had ended, but the area had only grown louder due to the Scalqa army chanting Prince Khan's name. He was nothing short of a deity in those war-driven, primitive minds, and Bruno couldn't blame them. As much as Prince Khan tried to walk that narrow line, he was indeed a superior existence.
Bruno knew that more than most. He understood the immense gap between Prince Khan and his soldiers better than anyone else. After all, Bruno was an old evolved warrior. He had seen much throughout his long life, granting him unique insights into Prince Khan's situation.
'How sad,' Bruno thought, gazing at a random spot on the battlefield but keeping his attention on Prince Khan. He didn't need to look in his direction to see him. He didn't even require questions to understand his mental state.
